Dave: Uhhh... one... two... uhhh... seven... and... at least one hundred... ok... yeah...
*Dave runs into Halije's office... Halije is sleeping*
Dave (to a microphone) : Hey... Warning! Uhhh... seven meetle ballons and at least one hundred native muds are going to attack the facility... I repeat: seven meetle ballons and at lest one hundred natives...
*Dave runs for his vendo bomber...*
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